Looking though the contents of my hard drive for something to publish today, I found this. It is an article I wrote a couple of years ago about one of my first outings in shorts and opaque tights.
It was a pleasant September day. I was in Staffordshire driving down the M6 and I decided to call at the Junction 11 Sunday car-boot sale. I was wearing a black polo necked shirt, dark greenish shorts, brown socks and shoes. I was also wearing black Activskin A869 opaque tights. There are very opaque – they look completely black.
One or two people at the car-boot sale gave me a second glance but no one said anything to me. I heard the word ‘tights’ once but it was near a stall selling children’s tights, so it may have had nothing to do with me at all. One woman looked at my legs and then looked me in the face. I just smiled sweetly at her, and no words were exchanged.
I had nearly completed my tour of the car boot sale when I came to a stall owned by a couple in their thirties. They looked like an ordinary middle class couple, not roughnecks, like some of the stallholders. The woman wore trousers and a jumper. The man was wearing shorts and sheer hose! This is the first time I have seen a man wearing what I suppose were tights, so you can imagine that I was interested.
The tights were skin colour and very sheer – almost invisible, but a little bit shiny. He had no socks on, just casual shoes. I had to look several times before I was sure, but I could tell by the way the tights bunched up the skin in ridges at the ankles, and by the fact that he had some leg hair flattened against his legs.
The couple might have been American, as they had slight accents, and I heard Las Vegas mentioned when they were speaking to another customer.
I walked past the stall several times and spent some while inspecting what they had for sale, but there was no reaction from them. My tights were 100 times more noticeable than his, so I felt that if anyone were to mention it first, it should have been one of them.
In any case I could not think of any way of starting a conversation – that’s just me. I find it easy to put words together in writing, and I can write 1,000 words any time when 100 will do. However, I am a naturally shy person – not too shy to be seen in public in opaque tights – but not really confident enough to strike up a casual conversation with strangers!
Ah, you should've got up the courage to try. If you can wear black opaques
in front of several "roughneck" stallholders, I fail to see how striking up
a conversation with an unassuming middle-aged couple could be so daunting.
(1) If they were American, you could have used that fact as a launching
point to draw them in, then (2) at one point, simply say, in your smoothest
voice, "I'm sorry, sir, but I just couldn't help but notice what appears to
be nylons on your legs. As you can see, I'm wearing tights too ...!" And
so on ...